Pirate’s Infinite Wings

The sliding door of Urahara's store was closed. After Urahara Kisuke entered, he closed the door directly to express his thanks.

Fang Lang frowned slightly, thinking about the inner meaning of this behavior.

Urahara Kisuke guessed that he was going to Hueco Mundo. How did he guess this? Could it be that he was already aware of the internal trends in Seireitei?

If Kisuke Urahara knew what happened in the Seireitei, it meant that the other party knew that the Honyu was in his hands. Wouldn't this person want to take it back?

Since he had no intention of snatching it, Urahara Kisuke didn't know that Bengyoku was in his hands.

From this point of view, perhaps Seireitei informed Renji that Fang Lang, the captain of the fifth division, betrayed Soul Society and was removed from the title of captain.

"That's right, it's impossible to tell someone something like the collapse of jade casually." Fang Lang shook his head, turned around and left the place without further interruption.

As he left Urahara Store, he took out the enchantress again.

When he arrived at the deserted suburbs, Fang Lang's spiritual pressure began to rise rapidly.

Suddenly, bloody spiritual pressure erupted into the sky.

"Swastika kills the enchantress!"

With a cold word, the sword blade held by Fang Lang in his left hand suddenly emitted a blood-red light. The next moment, it had turned into a pistol with red stripes on a black background. Not only that, there was a long blood-red tube at the muzzle. .

Pointing the muzzle of the gun into the void, Fang Lang pulled the trigger.

Suddenly, a pitch-black bullet was shot out, and then, filled with black smoke, the bullet sneaked into a different space.

This time, the target was no one. The moment the shadow bullet sneaked into the different space, it suddenly exploded.

Suddenly, black mist filled the air, and the space in front shattered out of thin air, like glass, cracking with a bang, revealing a dark scene behind it.

"Tsk, you are indeed a witch. With the ability of the boundary-penetrating shadow bullet, it is easy to create a temporary black cavity with a little modification." Fang Lang chuckled and took back the pistol.

And the space that was blasted away in front of him healed again in just three seconds, and everything returned to calm.

After confirming again that no one was around, Fang Lang pulled the trigger again.

With a bang, the space shattered again. This time, the existence time of the black cavity was much longer.

Ten seconds later, Fang Lang saw that the temporary black chamber was about to merge again, and immediately stepped in.

The moment it entered, the shattered space was reunited for a time.

"Um?"

Stepping into the black cavity, Fang Lang immediately saw a void. Different from the boundary in the boundary-piercing gate, nothing existed in the black cavity, but a void space.

As soon as Fang Lang stepped in, his whole person began to fall.

Without hesitation, he spread a layer of spiritual pressure on the soles of his feet. Suddenly, in the darkness, a bloody foothold appeared.

"I almost forgot that in the black cavity, you need to create your own spiritual path."

While Fang Lang was thinking, he started to take steps. As he walked, the spiritual path under his feet also began to spread forward. After stepping on it, the spiritual path behind also disappeared quickly and shattered into pieces of blood-colored ice crystals. .

From a distance, Fang Lang seemed to be standing still, not moving forward at all.

In the dark cave, Fang Lang even felt the passage of time, and he didn't know if it was an illusion. In the darkness, he could only walk forward without seeing the destination or the way he came.

If this were done by someone with poor mental endurance, they would probably go crazy in the middle of the journey.

The clicking footsteps still sounded, and Fang Lang walked towards Hueco Mundo unhurriedly.

In his mind, he kept thinking about another thing.

It can be felt that one's own spiritual power has reached a level similar to its limit.

After Inazuma's swastika was resolved, his spiritual pressure was only 1 million bars. It was the same six years ago, and it is still the same six years later. Even if there is a change, it is very subtle.

It seemed that he had touched the limit of death.

But the limit of a Shinigami will never be this high. You know, Aizen has two million bars of spiritual pressure in his normal state.

One of Fang Lang's goals in going to Hueco Mundo this time was to find a way to break through.

And the other target is a woman, the former Thirtieth Blade Nero.

Fang Lang can clearly remember her full name, Nellie Duodeshufanke. She should be like a little girl now, wandering in the inner circle of Hueco Mundo.

Fang Lang loved this character even before he got the chance to pass through the palace. A lolita becomes a royal sister, two experiences in one second.

Although he was a little annoyed by Nelu's noise in the form of a little girl.

Thinking of Nilu, Fang Lang couldn't help but smile, and then thought of Seireitei's Zaihou and Uozhihuaretsu.

It's easy to deal with Sui Feng, but he has never been able to get close to Mao Zhihua Lie. The reason is due to a problem of strength.

Although Unohana Retsu is usually kind-hearted, she can occasionally be a bit sinister, but her attitude is mostly that of a senior similar to her sister, and she looks at the juniors who are not as strong as her.

If you want to make the other party look at each other seriously, equality of strength is a must.

To like each other requires equality of status, so over the past ten years, the two of them have remained at the level of colleagues and friends.

Rather than being as intimate as Cuifeng.

"Ha...it has been ten years, and the spirit body is only at the captain level, which is slightly higher than the average captain level, but I wonder if it can be compared with the original Aizen? Is there any gap?"

Just as he was thinking about the sudden light in front of him, Fang Lang raised his eyes and saw a barren land.

This dark spot

Under the sky, on the barren sandy soil, there are occasionally a few things that grow straight like trees.

Fang Lang looked calm, walked to the bright spot, gently raised his palm, as if stroking it, and suddenly swept it across.

There was a sound like shattering glass, and the bright spot suddenly cracked and turned into countless fragments.

Among the fragments, Fang Lang stepped out of the black cavity.

Suddenly, the spirit air, which was richer than the present world and Seireitei, hit his face.

The enchantress at her waist seemed to be chirping in joy as she quickly absorbed Hueco Mundo's spirit seeds.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Fang Lang frowned and looked this way.

There, a figure suddenly flashed across, and Ulquiorra appeared instantly.

As soon as he appeared, he immediately put his right hand to his chest, bowed slightly, and said calmly: "Welcome to Hueco Mundo, Lord Fang Lang."...